The bald man looked up in the distance toward An Lin and his expression shifted slightly.
His aura… suddenly became extremely powerful.
An Lin also met the bald man's gaze with a pair of pitch-black eyes. A black cape suddenly materialized itself behind on his shoulders and even the Evil-Slaying Sword was entwined by a layer of black as if it had donned a set of black clothes.
Everything was completely silent as a deathly aura radiated outward.
An Lin stood in the very center of the darkness like the ruler of the night. He was silent and subdued, but his power was undeniable.
A light breeze flashed past, and An Lin suddenly disappeared.
The bald man's pupils contracted drastically as he threw a punch toward the direction in which he was facing.
At this moment, the black sword imbued with unmatched power had already descended upon him and clashed with his fist.
Boom!
